The urn that Ji Yihe brought was actually He Dana's urn. I definitely recognized it. I put the ashes in it with my own hands when he died.
"This is Crazy He's urn. The one you buried was replaced. I did it. Crazy He asked me to do it. This is real. He Dana's ashes are in here. You put them in the grave. This is what Crazy He told me to do."
I was stunned. He even knew about the grave.
"Why would he do that?"
"He Dana told me that he had offended many people and ghosts. If you go to He Dana's tomb now, it is probably gone."
Everything after He Dana's death became clear.
Ji Yihe said when he left.
"Put two life-size figures at the door, one male and one female, to guard the door and keep evil spirits out of the house."
I watched Ji Yihe leave. He was already very old, and it seemed that that day would not be too far away, but I saw a kind of indifference in his eyes.
I placed He Dana's ashes in a room in the cemetery, came out, and placed the paper man at the door.
I didn't expect that, from then on, I would have more work to do. The strangest thing was that I also took on another job, which was wild burning. There seemed to be very little about wild burning, but in fact there was not a lot. It's just that it's something that can't be talked about and can't let people know.
I didn't expect that I would eventually become a wild refiner. Maybe this is the end of my life. It's hard to say. It's really painful.
At the end of the old thread-bound book about paper-making, it is written that the highest level of paper-making is that the paper people made by the paper-maker can walk and talk, and the paper animals can make sounds, run and jump. Of course, I don’t believe this. Maybe it is just a hope, just like a person’s wish, and perhaps this level will never be reached.
Liu Shougui came to the weaving room and looked at what I was weaving without saying anything. We sat in the yard and drank.
"Xiaozhe, are you still unable to let go of the crematorium?"
I nodded. Indeed, I don’t know how many times I think of the crematorium every day. The feeling of putting on makeup every day is like a poison.
"Put your heart back, this is your profession now."
I admit that this is my job. Maybe I will do it until I die, and finally give myself the last shot and die.
I don't really like the profession of a tattoo artist, because I put a lot of effort into my tattooed works, but they are burned, which is what I hate the most.
At first, I made paper, and later I made human souls. It seems that every person I made has my soul inside. It is an art. Like Ji Yihe, I made the urn into a work of art. It is a unique act. Do I hope to reach this level? Yes, but I don’t know if I can reach it. It is a pursuit.
When Liu Shougui left, he told me to go to the east of the city to find a man named He Ping. This man is no longer good at tying knots because he is old, but he is the best tying knot master. You should learn from him.
I know that there are many paper-making masters in this city, but they are all dealing with other things for funerals. There is no one like me who specializes in making paper-making. I don't know this He Ping, and I don't know him. This is the first time I heard of him. He makes paper-making, and He Dana asked me to find him. It seems that this person is not an ordinary person.
I found where He Ping lived in the east of the city, a few bungalows. I knocked on the door, but no one answered. At this time, Liu Shougui called and told me to go after dark, otherwise He Ping would not open the door.
This is another weirdo. I can understand that. Anyone who has a little bit of ability is a weird person. Either they have a weird temper or they do things weirdly.
I went to Liu Shougui's place and he was sitting in the yard, fishing in the pond just like He Dana.
"What's the point? If you want to go fishing, go to the big river."
"You don't understand. This is not fishing. This is fishing for the heart."
It's a strange thing, I don't want to say more. Liu Shougui himself is a weird person. Besides being ugly, he sometimes does things in ways that you can't understand.
I didn't enter the room. I had to read the Yin studies notes left by He Dana. To develop Yin studies was what He Dana meant, and it was also what my father meant. I never understood why my father died. Dong Xiaoqiang had been hinting at something to me. Sometimes, I was afraid to know the cause of my father's death. All the diaries left by my father were in a box. I read them. Most of them were about Yin studies. I also summarized those things myself, but in the end, I didn't reach the level of He Dana.
I was thinking about all these messy things, but I didn’t expect that Bu Lele would send me a text message asking me to go to the crematorium. I didn’t reply, and I wouldn’t go either.
Bu Lele called me, but I didn't answer. Finally, Li Xiaohuan called me. Li Xiaohuan was putting on makeup in dressing room No. 13. She had her own ideas about whether to go back to the crematorium or stay.
I answered the phone.
"Master, Captain Buchang asked you to come here because something strange happened."
"Xiao Huan, I don't want to go there. I have already left the crematorium. I can't care about what's going on there anymore."
"Master, there is really no one who can handle this matter. I think Bu Lele is wrong, but she is a woman after all, and now she is in trouble."
Since Li Xiaohuan said that, I had no choice but to go. After all, I can’t appear narrow-minded as he is my apprentice.
I still went to the crematorium, Liu Shougui said before leaving.
"If you can help, help. If you can't help, come back."
I was stunned for a moment. Liu Shougui actually knew that I was going to the crematorium.
I went to Bu Lele's office and Li Xiaohuan was also standing there.
"master."
"Oh, what is it?"
Bu Lele's face was pale and looked extremely ugly.
"Master Ke, for the past three days, I have always felt like I was carrying someone on my back. I am very tired, every day. I don't know what happened."
In fact, I saw it when I came in. Bu Lele was carrying a ghost on her back. The ghost was lying on her back and smiling at me!
I didn't know how Bu Lele had offended this ghost. I took a look at the wall and saw that I had hung a cow skull on the wall, which I had gotten from a farmer. It was just a piece and it's gone now.
Placing a cow skull in such a large room can have the effect of warding off ghosts. Of course, people always think that peach wood can ward off evil spirits, which is true, but it cannot ward off ghosts.
The office is different from what it used to be. Bu Lele redid it all, and it has a new style and feel, which I don’t like very much.
"Captain Buchang, I think you've gotten into trouble."
"I haven't been going anywhere recently. I've been staying at the crematorium."
"There are seven places in this crematorium where you can't go. They are ghost spots. It was Dana He and I who designed this aspect of the crematorium. The seven ghost spots are also known as suppression spots, which are meant to suppress ghosts and evil."
There will be such a point in every old house. If someone knows about it, they will ask someone to do it. It seems that there are too many things that Bu Lele doesn't understand, or there are too many things that she doesn't believe.
"I don't believe in any ghost spots or town spots. The dead are dead. Occasionally, corpses explode, which is a phenomenon. Apart from this, there is nothing else that I can believe in."
Bu Lele is an atheist and does not believe in ghosts. Of course, there are many people like her. She does not believe in the theory of soul in Yin studies. When a person dies, it is like a light goes out and nothing exists.
"Bring out the blueprints."
Bu Lele reluctantly called the director, and the director took out the drawings of the crematorium.
I spread it on the table.
"Captain Buchang, let me circle a few spots. Let me see if you have been to these places."
I drew six town points with a pen, but I didn't draw one because I didn't want other people to know that town point.
"One missing?"
Bu Lele could see it clearly.
"I'm sorry, but that town address cannot be made known to other people."
Bu Lele was unhappy again, but didn't say anything. After all, she was begging me. Now she felt very tired and didn't have the energy to yell at me.
She looked at the town point, then pointed and looked at me.
The town she went to was on the top floor of the crematorium, the building on the north side. The crematorium was in an "concave" shape. The north side was a five-story building. At the corner, there was a six-story building that was like a loft. It was like a single room, but it was a little higher. It was a large town center, which was designed by He Dana and I. In the 20-square-meter room, there was a coffin. It was made by Ji Yihe and cost 60,000 yuan. The coffin was indeed very beautiful. It was placed there to suppress ghosts and evil spirits. The door was locked, and no one was allowed to enter. Even I would not enter easily. Such places were often evil, but Bu Lele went in. There was no place she was afraid to go into.
"Where are you going and what are you doing?"
"There's no surveillance there. I wanted to install one. There shouldn't be any blind spots here, so I went there. But there's a coffin there. It's not used anymore. Why is the coffin placed there?"
"Did you move?"
"It moved, and when I opened it, I saw that the coffin was not sealed."
"What did you see?"
Bu Lele didn't say anything for a long time and took a sip of tea.
I lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa.
"I saw bones, a corner and a piece."
She said, her face not looking good.
"After I took it, I realized that there was someone behind you, right?"
"Um."
Bu Lele, this woman who knows nothing, there is really nothing I can do about it.
"Where are the bones?"
I felt it was unlucky, so I threw all four bones away and burned them in the stove. Of course, I didn't do it myself, I asked the director to do it.
I glared at Bu Lele. Those four bones were put in there by He Dana and me. They were four ghosts, four big ghosts guarding the crematorium. They were placed inside and would not come out unless the coffin lid was opened. With them around, those little ghosts rarely did evil things, but they could not help but happen because this was a crematorium after all, the most evil place.
“You did a good job.”
I got up and left. Li Xiaohuan called me "Master", but I didn't answer.
When I came out, the director followed me and took me to his office to have tea.
"Master Ke, I'm so sorry. If you don't help solve this problem, I'm afraid no one else can. The old masters at the crematorium all shook their heads, unwilling to admit anything."
There are masters at the crematorium who can handle it, but who wants to get involved in such a thing? They all know that there are some weird things that you can't mess with, and being possessed by a ghost is a matter of life and death. (To be continued)